So...Back in the good ol' USA, my Internet connection has been out for three out of five days. It's nice to be back in the technological leader of the world, isn't it?
OK, I'll end the gratuitous sarcasm. I guess I'm suffering from a kind of post-partum depression about my trip. I really want to be back in Prague--with at least one of my bikes, of course.
The weather has been a bit warmer than what I experienced in Prague, and it's been raining on and off, it seems, all of this week. Astoria's not a bad place to be, but when the skies are gray, I want a Gothic skyline. At least, that's how I feel now that I've seen Prague.
I must confess: I haven't been on my bike since I got back. I'm doing now what I did after each bike tour I took abroad, I guess. After cycling among scenery you wouldn't see in Brooklyn or Queens, and ending each ride with food they don't have here, it's kind of difficult to get used to the mundane--or, at least, what's mundane in your own life--again. I guess, though, once I start riding again, I'll appreciate seeing street signs I can read, not to mention asphalt instead of cobblestones and tram tracks.
Now, here's something you won't find in Queens: